"My family is the orthodox Bagua Boxing, you tell me to bluff? What do you want? Du Yong said dissatisfiedly.

Wang Xuan hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, orthodox Bagua Boxing." Is that medical breaking technique passed down in your family useful? ”

Du Yong sat on the leather sofa in the office, fiddling back and forth in a comfortable posture before saying, "Yes, it should be a little useful, but no one believes in this thing now." If my father hadn't forced me to learn it, I wouldn't have learned it. ”

"Alright, alright, that's enough." Wang Xuan waved his hand and said, "How about staying and being my assistant?" ”

"How much is the salary?" Du Yongcai doesn't care what he does, what he cares about is salary.

“5000。” Wang Xuan said generously.

"Okay, okay." Du Yong happily agreed.

"You think about what kind of bluffing stuff you have, and tomorrow before training, take the players to do an activity."

"A set of punches? They can't learn either! Du Yong said.

Wang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "How can I tell you?" You just want to think of a set of moves similar to broadcast gymnastics, which can almost fool people. ”

"Oh, how about the five-bird play?"

"No side effects!"

"How is that possible? Is it good to be fit. ”

"That's it, that's it, you'll live with me today! We haven't seen each other in a long time, so let's have a good chat. ”

After Du Yong's affairs were settled, Wang Xuan packed up his things and left.

The two bought some wine and snacks on the way back, and when they arrived at Wang Xuan's villa, Du Yong exclaimed, "Live in such a good place? Are you sure you're not the illegitimate son of a big boss in the Middle East? After speaking, he looked Wang Xuan up and down again, touched his head and said uncertainly: "Look carefully, you really look a bit like a half-blood!" ”

", now that I'm your boss, you have to respect me." Wang Xuan said solemnly.

The two of them did not enter the house, but began to eat and drink at the small table next to the swing in the garden.

The breeze is coming, the green grass is fragrant, the coolness after the heat subsides and the coolness of the beer, this can be regarded as the most refreshing and comfortable food for Wang Xuan after coming to the UK.

The two were drinking, and Wang Xuan also began to talk to Du Yong about what happened to him during this time......

Although Du Yong speaks fluent Chinese and is completely Chinese himself, he grew up in Manchester.

Du Yong's grandfather came to England from China across the ocean, and they have settled in England ever since. Du Yong has learned some family kung fu, and sometimes looking at his posture, he really has the demeanor of a master.

According to Du Yong's own statement, "If it weren't for my grandfather's strict prohibition on me going out to mingle, with my skills, I wouldn't have been so miserable!" You say that in this harmonious society now, what's the use of learning such a broken kung fu? ”

Du Yong's skills, Wang Xuan has seen it, it is really powerful. But Wang Xuan himself doesn't know anything, and he can't see the depth. But he can be sure that three or four street gangsters are just a plate of dishes in front of Du Yong. And Du Yong also knows a little medical skills, so the remarks he appeared in Wang Xuan's contacts are "quacks".

Du Yong met Wang Xuan when he "met" as a temporary worker, because they were of the same age and had similar temperaments, so they naturally became friends. Once Wang Xuan was bullied by a few little hooligans, it was still Du Yong's head. Therefore, the work that Wang Xuan arranged for Du Yong this time can be regarded as a kind of reward for him.

With Wang Xuan's babbling narration, the wine slowly came up. When he heard Wang Xuan say how the coaches of those other clubs looked down on him, Du Yong slammed the wine bottle on the table.

"Cao, what are you doing?" Wang Xuan was taken aback.

"Why do they look down on the Chinese?" Du Yong waved the wine bottle and said, "I'll tell you, that is, I wasn't next to you at the time." If I had been next to you, some shit coach, I'd knock it all over with one punch. ”

"Look at your cow, put down the wine bottle, drink the bar!" Wang Xuan picked up the cup and touched it with Du Yong, and then drank it all.

Because they were happy, they both drank too much at night, but fortunately they remembered to go back to sleep and did not fall directly on the grass.

At six o'clock, Wang Xuan woke up, and his mouth was dry and wanted to find water to drink, but he found that all he could drink at home was wine.

Wang Xuan scolded secretly, looked at Du Yong, who was still sleeping like a pig, shook his head helplessly, took the key and went out.

He remembers a Chinese convenience supermarket not far away, "hoping that supermarket is open." Wang Xuan prayed in his heart.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan's luck was good, the supermarket had just opened. Wang Xuan went in to buy some bread and drinks, and when he was paying the bill, he saw the newspaper on the counter.

What caught my eye was a huge photo of himself, accompanied by the text - "Forced death, Manchester City will be removed from the Premier League!" ”

Looking at this title, and then looking at this picture, Wang Xuan immediately became interested. He flipped through it casually and found that he had dominated almost all the headlines.

"Huh! My news value is more valuable than the Olympics! Although Wang Xuan knew that none of these newspapers would say anything good about him, something called vanity prompted him to buy a copy of each newspaper.

Maybe it's because the shopkeeper just woke up in the morning, maybe he didn't think that he would be in his shop, and his friend swept the protagonist of the headlines of major newspapers today, in short, Wang Xuan came out after settling the bill, and the middle-aged aunt didn't recognize Wang Xuan.

went home to take a shower, and then Wang Xuan sat at the dining table and ate breakfast while reading the newspapers he had just bought.

"Go TM."

"This sun report can really be pulled, this piece of evidence, the words are conclusive. I almost believed that I was Mansour's illegitimate child. ”

"The Guardian is more interesting, and 'Chinese liars?' Did he think Mansour was a schoolboy? What kind of liar does it take to fool him? ”

"This Manchester Sports newspaper is not bad!" Wang Xuan put down the half-eaten bread and began to read the article in his hand carefully. This article is the only one he has seen so far that does not scold him and does not spray Manchester City.

"It is said that the 'Manchester Sport' is Manchester City's royal media, and this mouthpiece is interesting enough for this part." Although some of the things mentioned in this article are far-fetched, Wang Xuan is still very comfortable to watch. He doesn't really have any special tendencies, and of course he likes to read good things.

"In the future, I will give more opportunities for interviews with Manchester Sport."

Wang Xuan put the Manchester Sports Newspaper aside with a satisfied face, and then looked at the next newspaper, which was still a local media in Manchester, called Manchester Evening News, and Wang Xuan had a special issue in his hand, which was full of reports about him Wang Xuan.

This newspaper also aroused Wang Xuan's interest, but the more he read it, the tighter his brows wrinkled, and finally he spewed out a national scolding that directly woke up Du Yong, who was sleeping on the sofa.